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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-09-30 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
... Wanna try that line again? I don't think you sounded ominous enough.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-09-30 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He seems to take this under consideration. ] Actually, it might.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-09-30 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He smiles only a little -- not much, just the slight raising of the corner of his mouth -- but he definitely seems amused. ]

No, I wasn't. But you can still do it, if you'd like.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-01 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ His smile widens minutely before he shrugs. ]

Well, it's not as though the bar was set very high to begin with.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-01 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
Thanks, then. Happy to know you don't think I'm a total dickwad, I guess.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-01 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ He frowns at that, a mixture of surprise and outrage. ] Of course I wouldn't do that. Did he really--?

[ Well, he doesn't really have to ask that, does he? Although, at the back of his head he thinks, "She could be lying, this could be an act to garner your pity," but that voice is kind of a prick, Peter admits. He shakes his head to clear the thought. When he speaks again, it's clear he's choosing his words carefully. ]

Look. I'm not really in the business of telling folks what to do -- in fact, it's more common that I'm the one getting ordered around. So-- say what you want, do what you want, whenever you want, so long as you're not hurting anyone without my say so. And-- I guess if I ask you to do something, I'm not gonna stop you from second-guessing me. I might not like it, but I'm sure as hell not gonna turn down any advice.

[ Don't forget she's a Siren, though, says the prick part of his brain, and Peter tries his hardest to ignore it. ]
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-01 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ He shakes his head again. ] Don't worry about it. We're partners now, right? Weird, magicky, contractually-obligated partners, but still partners.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-01 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ He shrugs, raising an eyebrow at her. ] Granted, you'll be doing most of the heavy lifting, what with you having the lion's share of magical powers and the weird sixth sense thing.

Me, I've got a pretty face, so I guess I'll do all the talking.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-01 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ A hand goes to his chest, and he puts on an air of over-the-top gratitude. ]

Aww, Maya. That's the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me. Thank you.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-01 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ He smirks. ] You're not wrong.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-01 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
It'll be fun times, I can tell that much.

[ He stops after his next step and glances behind them. ]

I dunno if almighty Sirens need sleep, but I know I do. I think we're far enough away from the last place I set up camp by now.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-01 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ He kneels down, setting aside his things. ]

... You know, I was joking just then. Do you actually not need sleep?

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